Chapter 373

Chapter 373: Direct Confrontation

Zhou Luo and Long Yunshuang walked in the darkness. The surrounding fog had thinned considerably, and the frequent formation attacks were continuously decreasing.

This meant that they had reached the edge of the formation, and leaving was not far off.

The more such a time it was, the more caution was required.

Presumably, those two assassins would not miss such a good opportunity.

Zhou Luo gripped the Fu Yao magic sword, staying alert to his surroundings.

He did not know the specific ability of the opponents. If he lacked the capability to save Long Yunshuang, he would leave without hesitation, even with a contract in place.

Long Yunshuang, meanwhile, held the seven-colored spiritual umbrella, like an elegant lady walking in a misty rain. Her movements were light and slow, not showing a hint of panic despite being targeted.

Only in her beautiful eyes, a flash of angry fire occasionally appeared.

She did not care about the assassins in the darkness; she cared about the behind the scenes schemer who wished to strike at her.

She had some guesses in her mind, and had even confirmed the person, but she still refused to believe it.

A quarter of an hour later, the two finally reached the end and left that darkness.

The expected attack did not come, but when large stretches of green entered their eyes, the figure standing on the green made them quite surprised.

It was a person entirely shrouded in a black robe, with the most striking thing being the seven large swords on his back, shining brightly and appearing intensely luminous.

At that moment, he was no longer an assassin but resembled a challenger.

There was no expected ambush; the other party chose to face them head-on.

This was a very peculiar choice.

Because for an assassin, choosing to hide oneself, wait for the right moment, and launch a deadly strike is the correct path.

Since they are generally not skilled in the ability to confront enemies directly.

Zhou Luo and Long Yunshuang stopped their steps.

"You go?"

Zhou Luo asked lightly.

Long Yunshuang’s expression remained unchanged as she raised her voice: "How much did Long Yu pay you? I’ll double it."

As these words were spoken, the other party’s robe shifted slightly, and a hoarse voice emerged: "Our Assassin Tower only deals in fixed-price business; we do not change employers midway."

The mention of "Assassin Tower" made Zhou Luo feel somewhat familiar.

And at that moment, Long Yunshuang coldly said: "So it seems Long Yu really hired you?"

"No comment."

The other party drew a single snow-white large sword from behind him, while the remaining six swords also emitted a rumbling sound, with sharp sword intent surging out to envelop the surroundings.

This was a set of combinational magical artifacts; each one alone was only of Mid Grade Foundation Establishment level, but combined, they could rival Upper Grade Foundation Establishment.

Zhou Luo’s expression gradually tightened, yet his gaze fell on the surroundings, as he transmitted a message: "Be careful, there is a formation beside him."

As a First Level Formation Master, his perception of formations was sharper than ordinary people’s.

The other party probably did not know he was a formation master, which was why he used himself as bait to lure them into confronting him.

Long Yunshuang’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, her heart giving a slight jolt.

She gripped the seven-colored spiritual umbrella and advanced silently.

As for Zhou Luo, while his gaze fixed forward, his mental strength detected another location.

There, a raised earthen mound concealed another person—exactly the second assassin.

The mound was quite obvious, yet the ability to hide one’s aura and presence in such a conspicuous spot suggested mastery of some powerful cultivation method.

He chose to let Long Yunshuang confront the enemy, partly to further test her opponent’s strength, and partly out of vigilance against the one lurking in the shadows.

In his eyes, enemies hidden in the shadows were more terrifying than those out in the open.

Long Yunshuang stopped moving once she reached a certain spot.

Thanks to Zhou Luo’s warning, she positioned herself precisely at the periphery of the formation.

She remained motionless, while her opponent strode actively towards her.

The black-robed assassin stepped firmly, gathering energy with each step. When merely an inch away from her, powerful blade intent radiated fiercely all over him.

Though not yet unleashed, the howling wind surrounding it was enough to send alarms ringing.

Whoosh—

The next instant, his footsteps stirred the wind. Leaning his whole body forward, he swung the large blade wildly. Surging blade intent engulfed the space below, merging with the magic power he unleashed, erupting with fearsome power.

Long Yunshuang thrust the seven-colored spiritual umbrella forward.

Its colorful radiance illuminated heaven and earth, forming a vast expanse of shimmering light that enveloped the opponent entirely, even diminishing the blade intent.

Swoosh—

At that moment, six large blades burst forth from behind him as well, resembling six gigantic beasts roaring in fury.

Terrifying might swept across the sky and land. Enormous force smashed into the massive swathe of multicolored light, triggering intense vibrations.

Boom—

The collision of the two forces unleashed unimaginable power in an instant. Fearsome energy scattered outward, forcefully tearing off a layer of earth from the surrounding ground.

At the precise moment the two engaged, the assassin hidden in the shadows also moved.

He moved with extreme speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a streak of light, carving through the sky as he hurtled forth carrying a ruthless momentum.

His target was equally Long Yunshuang, completely ignoring Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo, however, remained alert. Holding the Fu Yao magic sword, he watched the approaching figure and slashed with his blade.

A massive sword light split the air as though intending to cleave the entire sky apart.

"Get lost!"

A rough voice bellowed, followed by a long spear hurled towards him.

The spear was blood-red all over, surrounded by a violent whirlwind meant to hinder Zhou Luo’s progress.

Zhou Luo’s eyes narrowed. Clutching a Second Level symbol card, he flicked it forward, calling forth a sky full of lightning that crashed down thunderously.

Endless thunderbolts, accompanied by deafening roars, clashed with the whirlwind, unleashing waves of fierce power.

Seeing Zhou Luo’s decisive action, the assassin swiftly changed course, charging straight for him.

He unleashed his mid-level Foundation Establishment aura. In a flash of movement, he was already closing in.

Zhou Luo swept his sword across his chest. Light blue magic power flowed around his body as a torrential force swept out.

The two were also locked in combat.

Although both assassins possessed decent cultivation levels, their direct combat abilities were indeed lacking.

After several exchanges, Zhou Luo, leveraging his exceptional mastery of techniques, had firmly gained the upper hand over his opponent.

Long Yunshuang had summoned numerous powerful methods, equally forcing her adversary to retreat step by step until pushed back into the formation’s boundary.

Exchanging a glance, the two assassins intended to flee once more.

But Zhou Luo had no intention of granting them the chance.

He transmitted mentally: "Hold them off."

With that, he swallowed a second-level potion. His aura surged explosively as he launched a killing strike towards them.

The opponent’s face changed instantly. He immediately activated his concealment technique, attempting a temporary escape.

Yet Zhou Luo had been prepared.

He threw out a pouch of Second Level poison powder. Glittering toxic dust covered the entire area, effectively nullifying their escape techniques.

Seizing this moment, his imposing momentum undiminished, he struck again. With a sweep of his Foundation Establishment magic sword, a vast wave of radiant force surged out, carrying an aura of boundless, unstoppable sharpness.